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A much, much younger sonata is in bed, flushed feverish and coughing as she clings to her rabbit. A storybook with two rabbits lies beside her, well loved, as her mother steps in-

"How do you feel, ▌▀▅▕▜▕?"

"M-Mommy... I'm... Okay..."

It's followed by a harsh cough and her mother's face falls as she crouches beside the low bed.

"Oh, you poor thing... Just try and take it easy, okay? Hm... Your fever seems to have gone up, too. Would you mind taking off your pajamas, dear? I'd like to get you cleaned up and into some new ones."

Sonata nods and complies, and is quickly changed-

"Mommy... I'm sorry... I know you were really busy with the neighborhood association and everything..."

Mom smiles softly, petting her hair.

"Hehe. Oh, honey, your being sick takes priority over all of that. Your job is to get as much rest as you can today, so that once you're all better, you'll be able to show us all that beautiful smile of yours."

"Okay..."

"Oh, that reminds me. Our neighbors gave us some apples. You may be sick, but I'm sure they'll still taste just as good. Would you like me to make some apple sauce for you, dear? Or just cut them into slices?"

The little girl is quiet for a moment, before she makes a soft request:

"Bunnies..."

"Huh?"

"Bunnies... Make them look like bunnies."

"Hehe. You really love bunnies, don't you, ▌▀▅▕▜▕? Just one moment, dear." And so she steps out, just long enough to fetch a plate, knife and an apple. It's a brilliant red. Sitting back down, she works quietly for her child to watch. "There we are."

"Thank you..."

"Can you sit up? You don't have to if you don't think you can."

The illness has really, visibly taken a lot out of the girl.

"Maybe... I don't know."

"Then why don't we do this...? Open up for the airplane..."

Sonata does as told.

"Mmm... They're yummy. Thank you, Mommy..."

"Hehe. You're very welcome. Now, Mommy needs to go hoist the laundry on the patio, so try to get some sleep, okay, honey?"

As she gets up, sonata moves, giving the woman some pause.

"Um- Mommy?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Can you stay and hold my hand...? Until I fall asleep...?"

"Hehe. My, aren't we full of demands today. Of course, dear. Now, lie down for me, and take my hand..."

Sonata happily settles back into bed, holding her mother's hand and giggling softly as if this is the best thing she could ever have. Her mother smiles fondly, warmly, until Sonata drifts off to sleep.

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It's in Clover barn's pillow pit- half the pillows are more like plush leaves and succulents than pillows, but they're much beloved all the same. It's raining softly in the dim morning, and beside Sonata is Lyra under a ridiculously cozy-looking blanket. On a tray is two mugs, one far more empty than the other, and the tea's long since gone cold but it's hard to complain.

"... Ah, that's right, I need to do laundry-" Sonata muses.

"Mmrrrgh... there's always time later. Just stay with meeee..." Ruby whines, and Sonata laughs softly.

"I suppose I can stay a little longer."

You can't be faulted for believing her, as diligent as she is. But the girls wind up drifting off to sleep, even long past when the rain stops.